Poor babes in the woods

Collected by Mary C. Parler Nancy Philley
Eudora, Ark.
(Collected in Fayetteville, Ark. ) June 2, 1959
Reel 310, Item 1
Poor Babes in the Woods
Oh, say, do you know, now a long time ago
Two poor little children, whose names I don't know
Were stolen away, on a bright summer day,
And lost in the woods, so I've heard people say.
And when it was night, how sad was their plight,
The sun had gone down, and the moon gave no light,
So they sobbed and they sighed, they bitterly cried,
And the poor little things, they laid down and died.
And when they were dead, the robins so red,
Brought strawberry leaves and over them spread And all the night long, they sang them this song,
Poor babes in the wood, poor babes in the wood And don't you remember, the babes in the wood?

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Collected by Mary C. Parler Nancy Philley
Eudora, Ark.
(Collected in Fayetteville, Ark. ) June 2, 1959
Reel 310, Item 1
Poor Babes in the Woods
Oh, say, do you know, now a long time ago
Two poor little children, whose names I don't know
Were stolen away, on a bright summer day,
And lost in the woods, so I've heard people say.
And when it was night, how sad was their plight,
The sun had gone down, and the moon gave no light,
So they sobbed and they sighed, they bitterly cried,
And the poor little things, they laid down and died.
And when they were dead, the robins so red,
Brought strawberry leaves and over them spread And all the night long, they sang them this song,
Poor babes in the wood, poor babes in the wood And don't you remember, the babes in the wood?